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Staying away from home is not an easy task. We miss our loved ones, our rooms, our little pockets of solitude in our houses and we miss our old selves.
Staying away from home is not an easy task. We miss our loved ones, our rooms, our little pockets of solitude in our houses and we miss our old selves. Even though we may be happy and content with our new lives away, once we go back during our vacations or leave, there’s a sudden burst of happiness in us that leaves us excited like little kids.
We get eager to eat home-cooked meals, walk the same lanes and lie under the old trees.
Going back home is a unique feelings on its own.
“Flight No- SG521 delayed for one hour”
As Urmi read this line on the board above her, another sigh of sadness ran through her breath. She never imagined she could actually spend two years away from home. But the kind of job and lifestyle she had and the kind of person she was moulded into by the corporate life, she barely got time to even cry and miss home.
Today was Saptami. She knew her city would have been dressed and lit up to welcome Maa Durga. Oh what a joy it is to hop around pandals, eating all kind of junk and oily food on the road, clicking unlimited pictures even when you are sweating a river. She missed all of these for the past two years and could not wait even a single moment to land in Kolkata. The pictures and posts on social media by all her friends made her even more jealous.
“Maa… land kore gechi!” That line was sheer music to her mother’s ears who was eagerly waiting for her daughter at the airport.
Urmi was probably the only one on the flight to be dressed in a suit which was heavier than her luggage.
But she had to follow her mother’s instructions. “Aj Saptami.. Notun jama pore ashbi.”
Yes. Our mothers still called clothes, sarees , tops whatever we wore as…Jama!
As she made her way towards her home, she felt an immense happiness which even her hefty package couldn’t give. The glitter, the music, the ocean of people… made her jump in joy like a child.
The taxi halted in front of her house and Urmi almost ran to the pandal like when she did as a little girl.
There it was… the sound of Dhak, the smoke of Arati , the glittering diyas and her very own Durga Maa.
Urmi folded her hand and bowed her head. A tear rolled down her cheek. Her city has welcomed her along with Maa Durga. She knew she was back to where she belonged.
There was another tear which made its way out of the eyes. That was her mother’s. To see her daughter so happy after such a long span. Now her Durga Puja was complete.
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UP Boards Topper Prachi Nigam was trolled on social media for her facial hair; our obsession with appearance is harsh on young minds.
Prachi Nigam’s photo has been doing the rounds on social media for the right reasons. Well, scratch that- I wish the above statement were true. This 15-year-old girl should ideally be revelling in her spectacular achievement of scoring a whopping 98.05% and topping her tenth-grade boards. But oddly enough, along with her marks, it’s something else that garners more attention – her facial hair.
While the trolls are driving themselves giddy by mocking this girl who hasn’t even completed her school yet, the ones who are taking her side are going one step ahead – they are sharing her photoshopped pictures, sans the facial hair, looking nothing less than a celebrity with captions saying – “Prachi Nigam, ten years later”.
Doctors have already diagnosed her with PCOD in their comments, based on photographic evidence. While we have names for people shamed for their weight – body shaming, for their skin colour- racism, for their age- age shaming, for being a female- sexism, this category of shaming where one faces criticism for their appearance has no name. With that, it also has zero shame attached to it.
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